Chapter 312 Oh, White Moonlight

Bai Chuwei said very solemnly: "Hanhan, do you have any misunderstanding about my eating habits? I don't like to eat fried food, and the ones you bought were eaten by my pets!"

Duan Feihan: "..."

Eaten by... pets?

What pet eats so greasy?

Duan Feihan looked at Bai Chuwei's small face full of seriousness, and there was no joke in his dark pupils, and he suddenly couldn't hold back.

Duan Feihan's forehead twitched lightly: "So... the fried food at my father's recovery banquet was all for your pet?"

Bai Chuwei nodded, "Yes."

Duan Feihan was instantly quiet.

So... in order to adapt to this strange greasy taste, he also tried, and the result was the destruction of his own taste?

As a result, it all went into the belly of the small pet?

Duan Feihan raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "So what kind of food do you like?"

Of course it's bland!

Few of the cultivators would eat greasy food.

Bai Chuwei's fingers slipped from Duan Feihan's silky black hair and rested on his broad shoulders. Her tone was long: "Of course it's the same taste as Hanhan."

She knows better than anyone about the character of the future villain, and should be similar to her in terms of eating habits.

Duan Feihan's eyes were like thick ink smeared on rice paper, and it became darker and deeper than bottom. His raised Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and suddenly said, "You don't come again tomorrow morning."

Otherwise, I have to bump into him running to take a cold shower without going to bed at five in the morning.

Bai Chuwei put her hand on his shoulder for a while: "?"

Why can't she keep up with Duan Feihan's rhythm?

Bai Chuwei asked with a smile, "Then guess, what am I doing here to find you at this time?"

Duan Feihan groaned and said, "Discuss the issue of revenue sharing with Xianyu Video?"

The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 100 million just now, and it may be more terrifying later.

The money that Bai Chuwei can get tonight will definitely break eight figures.

Note only tonight.

Bai Chuwei's eyes darkened: "I'm here to ask for my takeaway!!!"

Who will do business with him? Does this future villain think he is seeing clients now?

Duan Feihan really didn't live up to his ruthless workaholic character! Always thinking about how to make money.

Duan Feihan's eyes flashed a trace of confusion, came to... takeaway?

He thought she didn't care.

Duan Feihan walked towards the small kitchen, and a deep voice came out like running water: "Sweet soup?"

Bai Chuwei followed with great interest, "Hanhan, would you do this?"

Duan Feihan's movements were like flowing clouds and water, and his tone was a little dull: "When I was a child, my mother often made me drink it." It was only later that there was no more.

Bai Chuwei remembers the character of the villain Duan Feihan, who seems to be deserted, but in fact, he attaches great importance to feelings, especially family.

The death of his mother and the death of Duan Xingye's nephew both accelerated Duan Feihan's blackening in the later stages.

Bai Chuwei stood next to him and sighed: "Death is never the end, forgetting is."

Duan Feihan's action of cooking the sweet soup suddenly stopped, and he turned his head and stared at Bai Chuwei and asked, "So you have been missing that person and don't want to forget?"

Bai Chuwei replied as a matter of course: "Yes, I don't want to forget it." Otherwise, she would have made herself a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Duan Feihan ignored Bai Chuwei and only glanced at the moonlight outside the window.

Oh, white moonlight.